Chapter 970 The Truth

At the moment when Huai Shi burst out laughing.

Tower of Ivory, Old Campus—Amidst the layers of blockade, under the glorious matrix, a familiar figure slowly emerged and raised his eyes.

The old man with white hair reaching his waist is wearing a black formal suit, handmade leather shoes, and meticulous cufflinks and tie.

Russell!

"It's not too late to stop now, Woodman."

Russell's phantom flicked the cigarette ashes, stared at the opponents in front of him, and smiled mockingly: "Otherwise, be careful to die without a burial place——"

"Are you trying to fool me with an illusion, Russell?"

Woodman sneered and shook his head, exposing his disguise: "I'm not going to mistake you for all the wrong places. You've got the wrong place with the empty city trick!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the silent heretic king stepped forward and punched him!

He simply annihilated the remaining phantom, and then bombarded the matrix in front of him without reservation, causing the veins of the giant tree to break inch by inch. Countless classics fell from the sky, and the covers cracked and cracked.

Woodman, on the other hand, had already reached out and grasped the classic book that slowly fell from the air. His hands were trembling with excitement, and his eyes were almost glowing.

But soon, in his hands, the book... began to shrink.

The thickness is thinning rapidly.

In the end, it turned into a broken book full of cracks.

Woodman's smile gradually stiffened.

That was the spirit of Xiang Xiang who signed a contract with Russell back then...

——"Confessions"!

At that moment, in Woodman's hands, the cover of the Confessions slowly opened, and what poured out of it was seventy years of accumulated grief, anger and annoyance.

Everlasting pain, irreparable mistakes, unbearable losses, unacceptable consequences.

The emotion called ‘confession’.

——And the terrifying light that almost destroyed himself and the world together!

The old campus of Nottingham University began to tremble violently in an instant.

The surging tide boiled, the clouds in the sky shattered, and everything collapsed inward with a loud noise!

The self-destruction mechanism set up seventy years ago was activated at this moment, and a large amount of source matter turned into the light of destruction. Under the command of 'repent', all things mourned silently.

evaporation!

The majestic and gloomy old campus quickly shrank into a singularity of nothingness in the blink of an eye!

Whether it was Woodman's phantom or the elites of the Golden Dawn, they were all swallowed up and disappeared.

But then, the small singularity made a loud noise in an instant, expanded hard and slowly, and was forcibly opened from the inside... A mutilated figure fell out of it, rolled, and returned to the ground of the Ivory Tower. , vomited out golden-red blood.

The majestic body that used to be carved out of gold is now full of cracks.

Heretic King!

The arrogant and powerful man in the past has now lost his legs, an eye, and even half of his body... and suffered heavy injuries!

"Are you surprised or surprised?"

Russell laughed, ignoring the looks of the clerks in the fast food store looking at them like fools, and grinned at the phantom in the window: "How does it feel to be smart, Woodman?"

Woodman's sullen face, his smile, had disappeared.

Instead there were spasms and twists.

Ugly as a devil.

"Russell!!!"

Regardless of the fact that he was an illusion of nothingness, he stretched out his hand to grab the old bastard's collar and roared uncontrollably: "Where is the Book of Destiny! Where is the Book of Destiny!"

"Oh, is that what you're talking about?"

Russell raised his right hand, and in his palm, an ancient book reappeared, exuding a true and solemn aura.

"Do you want it?" He smiled and handed the book over: "Here you go."

Woodman froze in disbelief.

But then, Russell spread his hands and took out one book, another, and another...

All are "Book of Destiny"!

In the end, the small mountains of books of destiny were stacked on top of each other, placed on the table, and pushed towards Woodman: "You told me earlier, if you want it, I will give it to you.

After all, there are plenty of such things, so why go to such trouble? "

"you you……"

Woodman couldn't understand. He looked at him blankly and then at the pile of destiny books on the table. The phantom almost broke into pieces: "Why? This...I..."

"It's all fake anyway, it doesn't matter."

Russell waved his hand nonchalantly, revealing the truth so openly and happily.

"After all, it has been a lie since seventy years ago. If I had known you wanted it, I could have given each of you a copy of Golden Dawn... By then, everyone will be an orthodox member of the heavenly lineage. Wouldn't it be beautiful?!

This thing is standard here, Huai Shi, do you hear Huai Shi? Why don't you quickly take out your copy and show it to the seniors? "

On the snowfield, Huaishi shrugged helplessly, raised his hand, opened his book of destiny in front of Woodman, and admired his dumbfounded look.

Hand the book over.

"Well, what else?" he said, "Here you go..."

Woodman's expression twitched violently, his eyes had turned scarlet, and he roared and roared. Regardless of his own manners, the phantom waved his hand, violently trying to knock the classics out of Huai Shi's hand.

Pass through.

Huaishi was embarrassed for a while.

"You don't want this."

He said seriously: "You can't blame me for not giving it."

"How long are you going to keep lying to me with this crap!"

Woodman roared: "Russell, where is the Book of Destiny!"

"How do I know that kind of thing?"

Russell flicked the cigarette ashes and said nonchalantly: "Whoever is willing to pick it up can pick it up. If you pick it up, you will earn it. Anyway, I am not interested... I have lost it long ago!"

"impossible!!!"

Woodman denied: "Then what has been placed in the ivory tower in the past seventy years?! I can obviously feel it! I can feel it! How can it be a fake!"

How could a fake have deceived the whole world for seventy years!

Whether it is the Golden Dawn, members of the Heavenly Lineage, or the Administration and Continuity Institute, they have all used various means to identify the authenticity of the Book of Destiny!

How could it be fake?

Russell whistled, looked at his sensitive fingers, and sighed: "This, it depends on my superb level of fake production... By the way, do you still remember what level I was when the Kingdom of Heaven fell? "

Woodman was sluggish.

Careful recall.

When the Kingdom of Heaven fell, Russell seemed to be... still at the fourth level.

Such a sudden drastic change occurred. If Russell hadn't retrieved the Book of Destiny at the critical moment, advanced to the fifth level, forcibly stabilized the situation in the Ivory Tower, and saved a little vitality for the Kingdom of Heaven lineage, everyone might not be where they are today.

But……

"Let me tell you another secret."

Russell leaned close to his ear and murmured softly: "Actually, including my advanced 'Mimir', it was all fake."

"..."

Woodman's expression was twitching, not only ferocious but also dull, but his eyes were staring at the man in front of him, as if he wanted to choose and devour him.

"To be precise, it should be said that from the beginning, the entire truth was not disclosed to the outside world."

Russell whistled, beaming: "As we all know, the pinnacle of the Dusk Road is Heimdall, who represents military struggle and control, and Mimir, who represents strategy and wisdom...

In fact, this itself is a cover, an illusion used to hide the truth.

Because once the truth is told, everyone will be afraid and isolated. Instead, it is better to hide it in a vest and let the students and disciples know..."

In this way, full of expectation and bad taste, Russell smiled, got closer to Woodman's face, and looked at his appearance carefully:

"——Guess, what is the real name of 'Mimir'?"

Now, what else could it be?

Isn’t ‘strategy’ a synonym for ‘conspiracy’?

Isn’t ‘wisdom’ the same brother as ‘trickster’?

'truth'? Is it so different from ‘lie’?

Mimir?

There is no need for such a glorious title!

Because this itself is the embodiment of evil in the Nordic pantheon, a symbol of the dark side of war, the essence of human malice and lies, the master of all illusions and falsehoods.

Not only do you have to play with your opponents, but you also have to deceive, use and control your own people!

At that moment, Woodman let out a hoarse voice, finally realizing the truth that had been hidden for countless years, and became furious:

"-Loki!"

"YES!"

"YES!!"

"YES!!!"

The Lord of Fire and Lies nodded vigorously, widened his eyes, clenched his fists excitedly and shouted: "How is it? Isn't it fun? Isn't it fun?

Oops, even if Katya is despised, the feeling of tricking everyone with just one lie is so satisfying that it makes me want to stop! "

"Thank you, Woodman!"

He smiled gratefully, almost on the verge of tears: "Thank you for your cooperation and performance! I've been waiting for one day, seventy years!"

Starting seventy years ago——

He was waiting for this day, this moment to come...

The necessary condition for achieving ‘Mimir’ is trust.

Change the situation through comprehensive and exquisite strategies, achieve success, gain recognition from everyone, and become a true leader—ultimately, discover an undoubted truth from hell, completely combine with it, and transform into a synonym for mystery and wisdom!

Not all of the above are lies.

At least except for the last one, it's all true.

But in fact, even this is the masterpiece of the first generation Twilight King Loki - in the advancement ceremony, what needs to be offered is never the truth.

But a lie.

——A lie that everyone believes to be true!

The more people believe it, the more profound the waves will be, the greater the impact, and the richer the destiny will be.

And this was the decision Russell made when the Utopia split seventy years ago...

Take a risk!

Just like that, standing under the collapsing sky, telling a big lie.

"Don't worry, everyone, the Book of Destiny is not lost. I have found it and kept it safe. You can see there are videos and witnesses..."

As we all know, videos cannot be edited, so how could they be fake?

No one wants to believe that it's fake.

Clever arrangements, credible witnesses, and even well-planned tests... The completion of each step makes this lie more perfect.

The more people believe it, the more true this hope built on lies will become!

When everyone knows that the Book of Destiny is kept in the Tower of Ivory, then 'The Book of Destiny is in the Tower of Ivory' will become the truth.

The trust of countless people turns illusion into reality.

Achieved the crown of the current King of Lies!

Ask for a monthly ticket first!

Then, I dedicated a new book by an old friend, "I'm Really Not the Almighty King"

Han Zichen, who had nothing to offer except his looks, suddenly acquired a system one day, so he gradually gained the title of King Han in the entertainment industry.

But no one knows that, except for the King of Heaven, every one of his vests is an absolute king in a certain field.